Ye Qingtian and the others were stunned.

Mo Wuya looked at Ye Fan like an idiot.

I thought this guy was kicked by a donkey?

One hit two?

Brother Kyushu, you didn't fight just now!

"This guy, after all these years, is still just as arrogant!"

"It's a miracle to be alive."

Mo Wuya felt emotional in his heart.

"Teacher, did you hear that?"

"It's not that the apprentice doesn't listen to you, it's that this bastard is determined to seek death."

"He pretended to be on your head."

"Today I must kill him!"

"The teacher is so majestic, how can you allow this little profanity?"

Chen Jiuzhou was furious, and he couldn't hide his killing intent.

After the wind, his face was equally gloomy.

It seemed that her patience had reached its limit.

"It's over"

"It's all over."

Ye Qingtian realized that the war might be unavoidable.

Ye Fan's words seemed to have completely angered Queen Feng.

call!

The cold wind from Siberia was blowing crazily in this city of Yunzhou.

Ye Fan has already raised his sword, and the Yunyan Sword Art has already been brewing.

After the wind was as cold as ice, the torrential power also began to gather on her body.

However, just when the war was about to break out.

Suddenly, a gentle voice came from a distance.

"Ye Fan"

boom!

The moment he heard these words, Ye Fan's body trembled suddenly.

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